The Duke and Miss Christmas by Amelia Grey

Author:Amelia Grey
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9781250085153
Publisher: St. Martin's Press

Chapter 6

Much to Gwen’s consternation, it had been impossible to get the duke off her mind. And one of the reasons why was spread before her on her bed. Lined up neatly and in order were the notes the Duke of Hurst had written to her and copies of the ones she’d written back to him.

She’d kept a duplicate of each of her answers to the duke’s correspondence so she would remember what she’d said to him. It hadn’t been difficult to do. She had many discards. Handwriting had never been one of her talents. It took her several tries on each note before she had one that wasn’t marred by a loop that was too long or a curl that was too wide. The letters she sent to the duke had to be perfect and she’d kept writing them until she was satisfied she could do no better.

Gwen smiled every time she looked at his notes to her—which had been often over the past few days. The duke’s script was large and bold, though she could tell it had been written with a light, carefree hand. On the front of the note he’d properly written “Miss Gwen Prim,” but inside he’d addressed her as Miss Christmas.

She didn’t mind the name. Christmastide had always been her favorite time of year anyway. And though the duke had thought her quite bold, she didn’t have the courage to tease him in return and address him as Sir Ogre.

His first correspondence had arrived only two days after the day they’d met. She’d answered it that afternoon and another from him had arrived promptly the next morning and so it had continued.

No matter how many times she told herself that the duke was a scandalous rake like Mr. Standish because he wanted kisses from her only minutes after they’d met, she had to admit he had some admirable qualities, too. He was obviously attentive to his mother, and it was kind of him to inquire about Sybil. Gwen had told Mr. Tweedy about her sister’s accident. He seemed quite concerned at the time, but so far he hadn’t bothered to send over a note to ask about Sybil’s recuperation.

Gwen leaned against the pillowed headboard and picked up the first note. She ran a finger over where the duke had written her name, and smiled. Perhaps it was silly that she read them so often, but she wanted to. Not only did it make her feel close to him, but also every time she read them she was filled with a glow of pleasure and the feeling that she must see the duke again soon.

She opened the note and read:

Dear Miss Christmas,

I am writing to inquire from you how Miss Sybil’s leg injury is progressing.

Yours truly,

The Duke of Hurst

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